we all awaited his convoy of cars
secretly from bombay in the middle of the night

sannyasins dancing and singing…thronged the gate lined up to lao tzu
waiting and waiting…dancing and celebrating
about 2 am he arrived waving to all dancing from within

heaven in the back seat of his rolls royce
what a great fortune…my beloved master back in poona

bhagwan is at his peak again
dancing his way in every morning…totally in his element
you could see him exploding with his arms…high into the sky
submerging the entire chuang tzu auditorium
into a dazzling spectacle of his flights

the gentle soft giggle
a secret in his smiling eyes
higher and higher…higher and higher bhagwan
songs of love pouring into his arrivals

taking us deeper into our being

waves are coming in waves are coming in

sannyasins were in ecstasy…they were in love again
their eyes glistening with joy and gratitude
the buddhafield had caught fire again
something new was in the air

bhagwan speaking on the arrival of the new man on this planet earth
the new man is on the horizon

the golden future…the rebel…the new dawn
the whole buddhafield was charged
and awaiting the birth of the new man

i knew…and danced with him
who was dancing…was it me dancing…or was it him dancing me
the dancer lost the dance remained

bhagwan rajneesh master of masters an iconic wizard
a new man…rajneesh…maitreya the friend…on the horizon

his wisdom and age
my youth and childlikeness
together working as one
i will protect his body and the buddhafield with my youth
he will guide me with his infinite experience and wisdom

we are waiting for the moment this will become revealed to the world
what an explosive story

it was a possible reality i could foresee
a chain reaction that would trigger a vaster new phenomenon
many sannyasins becoming enlightened
popping out everywhere

we needed one hundred buddhas…urgently
to fill the collective superconsciousness with light

bhagwans arrival brought his entire close circle of sannyasins with him
i had only read about them up till now
and imagined many to be secretly enlightened

i read heart rending remarkable stories
of the heights of great disciples of masters such as buddha

i was dreaming i would see and walk amongst luminous beings
many of these fortunate sannyasins had the honour and privilege
to sit at bhagwans feet for twelve to fifteen years

i was in awe of them and began looking at them with wondering eyes
and passed by them with folded hands in an inner bow
i wished i had their good fortune of being near his physical presence

just my reverence toward many of whom i had not come to know
drew anger from them…was this a strange bad dream

i wish them all my love and his blessings
that they awaken one day to their buddhahood

i was being watched
by bhagwan
but now also closely by every sannyasin

walking slowly through the ashram
innocently and weightlessly
gliding effortlessly by
with a knowing and loving smile

the jealousy and the ego of people in power
they started to spread rumours and lies about me
poisoning the air around me

i was being attacked by all
by words by their emotional discharges and by their actions
judgments about me were flying all around

that i think that i am a master
that i think that i am enlightened
that i was pretending to be enlightened
that i was imitating the master

that i was spreading negative and bad energy
that i was trapping people into my lies
that i was just seeking their attention
that i was a great pretender
that i was bhagwan the 2nd wannabe

i could understand their suspicions
i was hiding something…that was certain

that i was enlightened…that i secretly already knew
that i was reflecting the master…that too i could understand
that i was pretending to be the master…i was aware i was carrying him

their judgements and their intense drive to have it known by all around me
just amazed me
it reassured me that i was on the right path
and this was their way of giving me a certificate

i was calmly and easily moving towards my buddhahood
i could easily absorb all their negative arrows
i had compassion for my fellow travellers

they must be in pain for not reaching…creating jealousy
how painful it was for them to see me walk gently by
i felt immense compassion for them

these few months twenty thousand sannyasins must have passed by me
imitating the way i walked

the buzz about me grew daily…it was all fine by me
i needed to learn to absorb and handle these small exchanges

had they not spread such vicious rumours
it would have been a real surprise for me
i knew they were actually beginning to understand me
that they were reacting to the light they saw around me
but their ego was hurt
this was a simple matter…not rocket science
in just a matter of time they would soon understand

i was giggling inside
i was beginning to gain a sense of humour in all this
i began to love them more
and smiled and waved lovingly to anyone abusing me